Blackbeard's Ghost (feat. Chase Rice)

I had one to many the night before

And I needed to clear my pounding head

So I headed on down to the Eastern coast

Sunrise, Carolina sky was painted red

Well the wind went whipping around my face

And the boats on Juniper bay were deathly still

Nothing marking time but the crashing waves

And the grand white lighthouse on the hill

When I saw Blackbeard's ghost in the fog off Ocracoke

Like a rainy Sunday morning in 1704

Was he looking for buried treasure?

Or a broken heart from long ago?

Cause he left both off the coast of Pamlico

Legend tells he walked the plank alone

Others swear he took six bullets straight to hell

By the hand of Captain Maynard on that cold November morn

And now he roams the beach all by himself

And some say they see the lights flickering on the sound

He's out there every night trying to chase the devil down